Chapter 573: Wuhun is against the sky, incarnate!

This is definitely a life-and-death struggle, a life-and-death struggle between souls. The old man’s spirit is so powerful that it faintly suppressed the purple sword soul.

"Om", "Om", "Om", "Om"...

The Zijin Divine Sword vibrated again and again, and the endless sword aura shot out from the sword body like half of the tide, piercing through the void, splitting the heaven and the earth, and the entire Zifu Palace was shaking.

The endless immortal **** patterns are flickering, and in disillusionment, on each **** pattern, there is a mysterious and mysterious Dao rhyme that communicates the world and forms the general trend of the world.

This is the power of the Immortal Dao Divine Mark. Even if the Zijin Divine Sword is the ultimate saint soldier, it is difficult to break through the Immortal Dao Divine Mark to communicate with the world, and the condensed world power

This is to use the power of heaven and earth for oneself. If the Zijin Divine Sword is in the hands of an extremely powerful person, of course it can break through the world and ignore all obstacles.

However, the Zijin Divine Sword is not in the hands of the extreme powers, but passively defends, fighting endlessly in order not to be destroyed by the spirit of the old man.

Dao Dao phantoms continue to emerge from the purple gold sword fixed in the void. In the world of souls, the old man shows his power, performs supreme magic arts, and crushes the purple gold sword soul.

I have to say that this old man’s spirit is too powerful, even the sword soul of the Zijin Excalibur can’t compete. The old man is desperate, and the sword soul is desperate.

In the fairy palace of the Purple Mansion, the sword energy was violent, and the soul power was surging. Even the immortal **** patterns showed signs of collapse, and some of the **** patterns were completely wiped out by the mighty spirit power.

"bump"

A pillar in the Immortal Palace of the Purple Mansion, the moment when the Immortal Dao **** pattern was erased, it collapsed, turned into countless fragments, and exploded. Then, those fragments were another The soul power that swept across was turned into dust and dispersed in the void

At this time, the vision over the Zifu Immortal Palace was also changing, and a huge figure appeared beside the purple dragon that was condensed from the sword energy.

The figure headed up to the sky and stepped on the ground. As soon as it appeared, it held the purple dragon’s head and pressed it down. Then it waved its fist and hit the dragon’s head violently. The big purple dragon roared again and again with force. struggle

All the masters of the Protoss who witnessed this scene were extremely nervous. The people of Li Zun’s line were pleasantly surprised, because they knew that their distant ancestors had suppressed the saint soldier.

Some people from the other two major branches of the Protoss showed a worried look. If the ancestor in the Zifu Immortal Palace successfully refines the saint soldier, then their two lines will be suppressed to death. It's hard to turn over anymore

"The power of the sword soul is still too weak. The time for the sword soul reorganization is too short, and it has not fully recovered. If the old guy is facing the mountains and rivers, the soul will be swallowed by the soul."

Arrays of spirit power were transmitted through the mysterious pattern intertwined with the gods of the immortal Dao. The old turtle knew that the master of the **** race in the Zifu Immortal Palace was refining the divine sword with spirit power.

That person must be the only remaining ancestor of the Protoss, and he wants to subdue the soul of the sword with the method of soul-refining. Is he so confident? Aren't you afraid of being eaten away by the sword soul?

"Gu Fei, Gu Fei, people are desperate for their lives" Laogui thought, and then couldn't help but glance at where Gu Fei was in the lower hall.

"Good guy" Gu Fei, sitting in the pavilion, clearly felt the various soul fluctuations from the sword soul, the sword soul was afraid, and the soul power was gradually suppressed

In this battle of souls, the soul of sword fell in the wind

There is a connection between Gu Fei and the sword soul. He knows the state of the sword soul. The other party's soul is really too powerful, and it can suppress the sword soul.

"Living for a long time is also a capital" Gu Fei sighed in his heart

At this time, don’t use mystery. I’m afraid that the Zijin Divine Sword is really in danger of being refined. It’s really unreasonable. If you dare to **** my things, I’ll give you a dead fish.

"The spirit of martial arts is against the sky, incarnate..." Gu Fei closed his eyes and drank in a low voice. Then, between his eyebrows, there was a wave of powerful soul and divine consciousness.

The purple flame brand in Gu Fei’s eyebrows flashed with strong light, as if the divine eyes were flashing all the time, the extremely powerful soul power was quickly gathering

"Roar God and Soul Fission" Gu Fei roared, the purple flame brand on the center of his eyebrows suddenly revealed a bright divine light, like a purple star, fixed there.

Purple Shenhua spread from Gu Fei's eyebrows, covering him, the vast soul power is surging, and the surging vitality is surging.

Gu Fei felt that in an instant, part of his soul had been divided, "Why," a purple figure rushed out of Gu Fei's eyebrows. Although the faint and unreal figure was vague, the body around it was not clear. Surrounded by bright purple divine light, like a divine man wearing purple divine armor, revealing a powerful and unparalleled aura

If it were not for the power of the heavens and the earth to isolate all auras, Gu Fei would definitely be unable to avoid the induction of the terrifying powerhouses among the gods on the holy mountain.

That purple figure is only the size of a thumb, but it has a strong soul power, which is transformed into a form. It is a distraction that Gu Feishengsheng differentiated from the martial soul.

Compared with the transfiguration of divine thoughts, the law of the body is more and more unpredictable

The villain full of purple divine blossom pointed out, shattered the void, and then rushed directly into the void, following the trace of induction in the underworld, teleporting towards the place where the sword soul was.

This is the horror of Divine Soul Fission, even if it is not a fairy god, but with the spirit power of the demigod realm, the distraction that Gu Fei split into can display some magical powers that the fairy gods can only display.

The martial artist is not only cultivating the physical body. While cultivating the physical martial body, he is also tempering the soul, condensing the martial soul, and the martial soul will last forever

Once the martial soul dies, even a martial artist who has cultivated into an immortal martial body will have to disperse his soul and leave an immortal body without a soul.

Longevity, even for the most powerful existence in the world like the extreme power, it is not absolute, the extreme power will die.

Gu Fei’s divine soul fission technique is not like the old man in the Purple Mansion Immortal Palace, pulling away all the essence contained in the flesh in an instant, losing all vitality of the flesh and becoming a lifeless body.

His divine soul did not completely out of his body, but a divine soul separated out. Even so, that divine soul took away almost all of Gu Fei’s power.

The moment the clone rushed out of the Niwan Palace, Gu Fei almost collapsed, feeling that his body was emptied in an instant, his face turned pale.

The group of multicolored divine light in the pubic area, and the multicolored divine light in the void of three hundred and fifty-six acupuncture points on the body, also dimmed instantly.

Gu Fei’s incomparable essence, energy, and spirit seemed to be consumed instantly.

He quickly opened the inner world, plucked a fairy fruit next to the **** of life, put the fairy fruit in the mouth, chewed slowly, swallowed slowly, his mouth seemed to have endless fragments flashing with black and white gods. The light is shining, the powerful yin and yang essence is overflowing, and the mouth seems to contain a god

After taking the fairy fruit, Gu Fei drank a few sips of the water from the spring of the gods. The yin and yang essence and the life essence were surging in his body. His lost essence, qi, and spirit were about to recover, and his body was surging.

The dim multicolored lights in the dantian and acupoints gradually light up again

At this time, Gu Fei’s distraction had already teleported into the purple golden divine sword, the old man immediately noticed the strangeness, his soul power was condensed into a gods, piercing through the void, towards the distraction hidden in the soul of the sword. Go through

"Who is the idea of ​​hitting Lao Tzu's weapon?" Gu Fei's clone appeared directly from the sword soul, and he was one with the sword soul, waving his hands, swaying endless sword intent, and directly shattered and penetrated into the terrifying hole. Shenguang

Then, Gu Fei's eyes burst out with a sword-like light, and glanced at the old man. Although it was only in a state of spirit, Gu Fei also showed the power of the world.

"You are..." The old man was taken aback. He faintly felt uneasy. The owner of the holy sword actually left a soul imprinted on the holy sword. This is troublesome.

The old man thought that he had inspired the soul brand of the original owner of the Excalibur hidden in the depths of the sword soul, and quickly retreated.

"You want to refine Lao Tzu's weapon, you...damn it" Gu Fei was unbeatable, and he strode forward directly, shot at the old man, waved his hand, a sky-shaking sword aura shot out from his hand immediately, The old man on the opposite side hacked away

"Huh"

Wherever the sword light passed, the void was annihilated, and a dark void appeared to merge with the soul of the sword. Gu Fei was the soul of the sword, and the soul of the sword was Gu Fei. Gu Fei completely controlled the soul of the sword. power

"Humph" The old man sneered, his hands danced, and endless soul power emerged from between his hands, and the gods and gods patterns appeared, intertwined into a mysterious rune to block forward.

"boom"

The sword light that Gu Fei split into instantly collided with the rune, the rune shattered and was disillusioned in the void, but the sword light was also blocked by the rune.

The old man took the opportunity to soar into the sky and escaped the sword light's chopping. Then his fingers shot out ten divine lights, like ten divine cords, and entangled towards Gu Fei.

"Huh"

Gu Fei raised his head, his eyes flashed with two rays of destruction, and he swept away directly to the entwined divine light. The sound of "clang" was endless, and the two divine lights of destruction continued to collide with the ten finger lights.

"Even if you are the Lord of the Sacred Sword, I will decide this Sacred Sword," the old man shouted coldly, and then, the old man's spirit power was surging, and the next moment, the old man's body was rushed out of three divine lights. Those three divine lights turned into three figures, appearing beside the old man

Those three figures are faint and unreal, but they don’t seem to be formed from soul power. They are very strange.

"This..." Gu Fei couldn't help being taken aback. The three silhouettes gave Gu Fei the feeling of profoundness and profoundness, and it seemed that there was the aura of a great road lingering.

Under the shock of Gu Fei's mind, he almost missed, and he was almost entangled by a finger light. He quickly backed away, retracting the destructive light from his eyes, and the sword energy lingered all over his body, blocking the old man's attack.

"Huh"

"Huh"

"Huh"

The figure flickered, and the three faint and inaccurate figures immediately trapped Gu Fei in it, like the three immortal kings, pushing towards Gu Fei step by step.

These three figures seem to be the incarnations of the "Tao", uniting with the heaven and the earth, as if the heaven and the earth are oppressing themselves, making Gu Fei feel the threat of death.